The Sekret life of Christmas

The inner-workings and hidden mechanisms of christmas go far beyond the array of neatly-wrapped presents under sparkling green christmas trees, sheltered by icicle dropped lights,, down the street from wanna-be kris-kringles next to hoot and hollering carollers. 

After doing some last minute shopping with my mother yesterday in Marshalls, she made a remark that she was proud of herself for buying so many gifts. Instantly, my heart became outraged by the blasphemous remark when thinking about the turmoil this economy is facing with my family seemingly following the ebbs and flows of it, while my mind incredulously thought out the obvious superficiality of this holiday.

Then I thought about it some more because it was deeply bothering me and something that now seems so blatant finally hit me. ANY happiness is worth ALL money and MANY sacrifices. 

In her defense, its not just about having a number of presents under the tree for people shes probably going to see twice in the upcoming year, but its more about seeing the satisfaction on their faces, our faces. Satisfaction is directly correlated to happiness, no matter what the cost was, no matter the circumstances.

Hence, the joy and merry that people wish you every christmas since birth is derived from this very concept. As commercialized as Christmas is getting and as big of a capitalizing quarter it is expected to be for otherwise shortcoming companies, christmas will never let human beings lose sight of this short term happiness. 

Joy to the world. As there is speculation that Jesus was  not in fact born on christmas eve, the mere happiness that Christ brought to the Virgin Mary and the rest of the world for that matter, despite all costs and later struggles, only multiplies on this. 

Merry, Joyfuly, Healthy and Safe X-Mas 

God Bless

Eyes

I am suppose to be studying for my sociology final quiz.....

Within every social context, it is human nature to exchange some means of interaction with the subjects involved. Dubious faces sit atop every swift movement,  word or idea that you may or may not realize is being infiltrated within their minds; possibly their bodies; hopefully, if the action or thought is of positive substance, their soul. 

As I sit here and playback countless memories of sitting in at an event; speaking in front of crowds; walking to a session of class or meeting, or sharing intimate moments with some of my life's biggest treasures, I realize that there is an endless barrage of eyes; painstakingly waiting to capture something; something either tangible or something deeply bounded amidst my soul. 

Whatever this desire is, these eyes never stop watching. They serve as a harmonious reminder that the subject of what they are watching simply must never stop doing. It is up to the subject to conjugate the masses' perceptible wounds and subsequently inject these wounds with enlightenment, refreshment and hope.

Whether I realize it or not, I am being watched at all times. Not only from eyes that are 400 miles away but from eyes that are sitting across me. Since I do not know of them, I just only know of their definite existence. I must be sincere in every field of human endeavor; in every ideology conceived; in every thought orally explained and in every sentence written.

-SL

Weight

Not to be Dark or Gloomy on Thanksgiving, but opening up your eyes a little bit more makes you all the more appreciative of everything God has given you.......

www.nydailynews.com/sports/high_school/2008/11/23/2008-11-23_emotions_run_high_in_brooklyn_as_mourner.html

Another thanksgiving....

Every so often, God makes you realize the beauty in life. This beauty then engulfs itself into fine pigments of cells, blockading certain areas into the brain to develop what we call memories. 

Hence, a thing of beauty is a joy forever (Adam Keates)

Be thankful man.....life was given today but not promised tomorrow....we seldom take the time to sit down and realize the blessings god gives us in its smallest forms....

Car ride from the diner today, we watched as the air-balloon people were dancing aimlessly in the winds...We laughed for almost ten minutes without stopping

Breath...

Can someone remind to just breath....

Organization is a catalyst in leading an effective and efficient life. If it seemed this simple, why is it not easy to carry through?

Phases

God calls them seasons. My mother calls it stages. Scientists call them parts of an entire process. Sociologists call it subjects to the breath of their surroundings.

I call them PHASES. I am starting to pick up on the fact that god has certain phases of realization that I need to live through.

For instance, President- Elect Barack Obama, conveyed his idea for change in an incumbent democracy of America. It was'nt until a couple of weeks prior to his election that I began to realize that this phase for wanting change  not only existed in my external environment, but resonated within the context of my own life. The lack of dedication to school work crept up to me, giving me clear indication that it was time for a change. Change constituted a restructuring of my priorities, immediate sub-groups and time management.

My current phase....identifying the problem that creates all other problems. In my organizational behavior class, there's typically one single problem that dictates the root of others. Ironically, the same topic is being taught in my Corporate Finance class and it was one of the many topics underlined in yesterdays church service.